Get out the popcorn. It's November.

I know: nobody seems to want to remember the 60s. Maybe it's because we outraged our elders, embarrassed our descendants, and frankly, if you were there, your memory of events is none too clear, anyway…

What happened to that sense of integrity propounded by the world's youth? Did the rest of the world succeed in convincing them that they were being naïve, when in fact, they might have been the first people in their century to take a look around and decry the lack of common sense in the way affairs were being managed? The argument that blind selfishness and armed bluster is somehow more 'mature' than patient, boring negotiation strikes me as adolescent thinking, frankly. But enough of the political chitchat. Let's enjoy some music.

Today's Short Subject: If you don't listen to One Tin Solder from time to time, you might be in danger of forgetting that it is possible to be human and not think there's anything wrong with 'peace, love, and understanding'. The song was written for today's movie, and, well, it's part of the reason the opening of the film makes you want to cry.

Today's Feature Film: What's there to say about Billy Jack? It's, er, 'Rambo' with Quakers in. It helped popularise Asian martial arts. It's anti-authoritarian. It's pro-American Indian. And the peaceniks talk rather a lot. (This is the secret weapon: keep talking till they're ready to gnaw off a limb to get away from you.)

The film was very polarising, which will probably surprise you. After all, you're probably thinking, much as I first did, that this needs tighter editing. But hey, most people treasure their personal opinions more than you and I. They aren't interested in ideas not their own, so this movie either scratches an itch, or makes them angry. I'm trusting this audience to react somewhat differently: take a look, and consider the circumstances that made this dialogue seem necessary. And whether we could learn anything from them.